Pete, or Peter, also happened to be the name of the mark from whose house I had recovered the stolen Pollock.Somehow, this young lady had fallen under...Pete's influence, and he had gradually corrupted her with drugs, sapping her will and robbing her body step by step of any ability to resist. His victim trapped and unable to escape, he preyed upon her helpless body and sought to crush her spirit and soul. Killing her an inch at a time, he watched her body wither away slowly, apparently savoring. Iwas whole once again. Oceans of waves of soft orgasm became who I was,blissful, floating, right there in front of him, in public, free, proud,loved, pulsating, giving...in completeness, with all of my femininity, Iwas owned, deeply happy, needed, and appreciated."Thaaaaaaaat's it my love...I'm fucking your whole body right now,inside of you with my mind. You feel me possess and control everythingabout you darling, give it all to me now, that's it my love, that's itbeautiful. Be daddy's. Their task accomplished, the tentacles released her head, leaving her mouth to be brutally fucked.She could barely breathe and started to panic and thrash within her bonds, but they continued holding her tightly as the tentacles rammed into all three of her holes. The creature moaned in appreciation, "Fuck yes, baby, oh yeaaaaah." Lauren screamed from her stuffed mouth in pain and rage, and finally the tentacles convulsed and sprayed her with cum, all over her body and shooting it deep into her. Hank was putting his mouth on her nipples, sucking them. He was actually sucking them! Betty felt his teeth tearing at the tender nubs, felt his tongue lashing at the nipples until she found herself wallowing her shoulderblades against the hard, cold floor. Her knees were pushing out while her asscheeks bounced against the concrete. It was awful, horrible the way she was disgracing herself in front of Hank and her girlfriend. But what else could she do? The feeling was nearly overwhelming,.